Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 24 Sword Intent
A scent of fragrance slowly penetrated into the room, and the person on the bed raised his nose slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the strange room, slightly dazed.

Then he remembered where he was, petted his head delicately, stretched his waist, and his hot figure was faintly visible.

After Bibi Dong quickly dressed up, she looked at No. [-] Qing Lan in embarrassment, stuck out her tongue slightly, and helped bring breakfast to the table.

"Where are Big Brother Qin and Number One?" Bibi Dong didn't see Qin Feng and Number One, and asked.

"Brother Qin went to Austrian City to do some errands, and he won't be back in a few days. First, that kid should have gone out to practice."

"Let's eat first, don't worry about the number one." Qing Lan pulled Bibi Dong to sit down.

Then Bibidong got a lot of information about the number one from the mouth of the number one Qinglan.

Even, it cannot be said to be a set.

The first Qinglan showed off her son with a face full of excitement, simply wanting the future "golden thigh" to understand that her son has unlimited potential, so that he can get better care in Wuhun City.

Even the trivial things like the first one not wetting the bed earlier than the other children were mentioned.

The first Qinglan only knows that her son is an auxiliary soul master, and the swordsmanship she usually practices is just for fun. At most, she knows the first set of self-created soul skills Yiyang Fingering, which can be used for self-defense at critical moments.

Regarding self-created soul skills, of course First Qing Lan would not tell Bibi Dong.

Bibidong heard the words of the first Qinglan, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

Taking a strange look at the excited No. [-] Qing Lan, Bibi Dong understood.

After arguing for a long time, Number One Qinglan didn't know about Number One's combat power at all.

In the eyes of the first Qinglan, the first is just a very tall auxiliary system soul master.

This is probably because Qin Feng and his son were afraid that she would be worried about No. [-]'s safety, so they hid it from her.

As soon as Bibi Dong turned his eyes, he guessed the truth.

After all, auxiliary soul masters are very safe, and under normal circumstances, they don't need to fight head-on with other soul masters.

Following the words of her newly-acquainted sister, Bibi Dong praised the number one talent, and these were also Bibi Dong's sincere words.

After the meal, Bibi Dong helped to pack the tableware and wandered around the village.

Combined with the information I got from Sister Cheap, the first moment in my mind became three-dimensional.

First: Currently close to 12 years old, level 32 auxiliary soul master.

They don't cry or make noise at birth, they can crawl in June, they can speak in October, and they can walk all over the ground when they are one year old.

At the age of three, he began to study essays, and his father knew his ability to never forget.

At the same age, he got a wooden sword. For nine years, he has never left his body, wielding it frequently, and everyone often entertains himself with it.

"Hiss~" Bibi Dong couldn't help inhaling softly.

After sorting out No. [-]'s past in detail, she understood even more that this information should not be known to any hostile people.

And came up with the idea of ​​taking the first to Wuhun City.

As for the events before the first and third years of age, she didn't know that there was an exaggeration by the first Qinglan, but she definitely believed that the evildoer should be extraordinary since birth.

This is the conclusion drawn from myself as a top genius.

Bibi Dong firmly believed in this.

Paying attention to the villagers who kept "passing" by her side, Bibi Dong gave them a charming smile:
"Brother, if you don't go to the fields, the fruit trees will dry up~"

Bibi Dong obviously noticed that the other party had "passed by" him seven or eight times carrying an empty bucket.

"Haha~ha~hahaha~"

Some of the surrounding villagers burst into laughter when they heard this.

The young man ran away quickly with his face bare.

Bibi Dong smiled and walked away from the crowd, she didn't dislike this feeling, she was very clear about her own charm.

Compared to those disgusting nobles, Bibi Dong felt that these commoners were more innocent.

Walking on the country path, not long after, Bibi Dong came to a bamboo forest, and heard bursts of sound from a distance.

With a change in expression, Bibi Dong restrained her breath, and slowly floated towards the bamboo forest.

A plainly dressed boy waved his long sword fast and slow.

Chopping, stabbing, teasing, sweeping, jumping, hanging, cutting, pointing, lifting.

All kinds of sword moves are at his fingertips, making Bibi Dong pleasing to the eye.

Afterwards, I saw that the first move started with an immortal guide, and the sword move in his hand was sometimes like thunder, sometimes like wind and moon.

The body moves with the sword, the sword moves with the heart, sometimes chaotic, sometimes stormy.

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain." The first thought slowly.

Then he drew his sword and pointed to the sky. Driven by his free-spirited movements and his talent for controlling the wind, he seemed to be transformed into a son of the wind. His figure briefly stayed in the sky, and as the sword moves kept changing, he left afterimages.

Fairy!
The first moment at this moment is like white clouds high in the sky, and like mountains standing in the world for thousands of years, his own temperament has been sublimated to the extreme.

Hiding in the dark, Bibi Dong stared slightly, held her breath, and lightly covered her lips, afraid of breaking the poetic scene.

"Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, remind me immediately" and waited for the first one to fall from the sky, and then said casually.

The first sword move became lingering in an instant, and his figure was on the verge of falling, but the blade of the sword was faintly outward, hiding the murderous intent.

"Grand Mo laughs drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times".With the sound of the second half of the poem, the seemingly weak sword move of the first one instantly became murderous.

Opening and closing, it seems to be transformed into a general fighting on the battlefield, and the falling bamboo leaves are like a famous soldier, dancing in the air around and accompanied by sword moves.

"The Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles"

The sword move changed again, and with the light tap of the toes, the first figure pulled up.

quick!quick!Very fast!

At this moment, the first sword is fast!
Sword moves change fast!
And the first one is faster!

It was already at the point where she could take pictures in emptiness, Bibi Dong's eyes widened, and a trace of fragrant sweat flowed out from her temples.

Then Bibi Dong heard many gorgeous poems.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the world is at this time"

……

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people face each other"

……

"This feeling can be turned into a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time." With the changes in the poems in his mouth, the sword moves in his hands also changed.

The first seems to be transformed into a poet, and all kinds of famous articles come out casually.At this moment, the long sword in his hand seems to have turned into a paintbrush in the hands of a painter, painting the true meaning of the poem in the void.

As more and more verses were spit out in the first mouthful, more sword moves were also swayed in the hands.

The sword became more and more urgent, but the sword's momentum in the sword technique became more and more restrained.

There seems to be something conceived in it.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, Bibi Dong stared blankly at the sword-wielding young man, her breathing became a little short, and her heart went blank.

It seems that at this moment, the sky is empty, the earth is empty, and time is empty, only the poems of that boy and Tianyin exist.

I don't know how many years later, the sword-dancing boy in the bamboo forest often appeared in Bibi Dong's dreams.

At this moment, the first one feels that body and sword are in harmony, god and sky are in harmony.

The Boundless Sword's momentum slowly converged towards No. [-], and the edge on his body became more and more intense.

"Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states"

The soul power of the first body was shocked, and it reached level 33 unknowingly.

The first one slowly withdrew from the state of Shen Rong Tiandi, holding the long sword in his hand, and could clearly feel the breath of the sword.

Liancheng's swordsmanship has reached the state of proficiency.And the swordsmanship and the mysteries and tricks of the fellow practitioners of Shenzhao Sutra have all been mastered.

And take advantage of the trend to step into the realm of the sword heart, where the gods are clear, and the sword intent is small.

The newly mastered trick is accompanied by the profound meaning of swordsmanship in Tang poetry, and it is cut down with one sword.

"The long sword crosses the nine fields!" The sword energy was generated by itself, and the soul power of the first body dropped rapidly.

As the three-foot-long sword energy gathered on the long sword, the soul power in his body was already less than [-]%.

The long sword also began to creak, as if it couldn't bear the force!

But the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"cut!"

"Ah~" Bibi Dong, who was wandering in the sky, was suddenly awakened by the sense of crisis, seeing the soaring sword energy falling towards him, it was too late to dodge and defend.

Unconsciously exclaimed.

"boom!"

A three-foot-long and half-foot-wide sword aura blasted the ground. It turned out that the green bamboo here had already been cut into wood chips up to an inch long by the sword aura.

Only the sword marks of unknown depth remained in place.

Bibi Dong swallowed her saliva, her mouth felt parched and her legs felt weak.

"Bad, almost..."

Bibi Dong looked at the sword marks on her side, less than three feet away from her, and saw the first one who had fallen to the ground, short of breath, and ran up quickly.

"Are you OK?"

It turned out that the first one felt something was wrong after he slashed the sword, so he forcibly breathed out his true energy and deflected the blade by three feet.

Seeing Bibi Dong who was just a little panicked, Yi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Thank God" the first thought to himself.

Fortunately, Bibi Dong was fine, otherwise he would have run away with his family.

Life is full of ups and downs, so exciting!
(End of this chapter)